A Sure Cure For Boredom: Fast Until

The Sage Belongs To The Same Obsolete Repertory As The Virtuous Maiden And The Enlightened Monarch.

Self-reform Is The Only Kind That Works.

With Age, Comfort Becomes More Seductive Than Beauty.

I Deplore My Shortcomings, But Plan To Keep Them.

Profusion Gives Pleasure Up To A Point; Then We Become Squeamish.